Boom Boom Bang

"Boom Boom Bang" is Gillians new phrase this week. Not sure where she heard it or what it means but tonight she said to Finley "Hey Finley, Boom Boom Bang" (insert random singing of her ABC's)  M,N,O,P,Q,R,S,T......then she screamed "ROCK THE BEATS SISSY"

Thats my crazy girl!

Their imaginations have been running wild lately. They are pretend playing all over the house and its hysterical to listen to. Gillian calls everyone "honey" when she plays and they are just starting to grasp the concept of sharing and actually playing nicely together. I'm in heaven.

I can actually get something accomplished when they are playing now instead of breaking up fights every 3 seconds.

Not only are they playing better but they are cleaning up after themselves. Double Score!

Finley is talking up a storm lately but I have to admit that some of it I have a hard time understanding. Gillian has taken it upon herself to be the interpretor. Which is fine with me. Today the girls said they wanted to see Santa and I asked them what they wanted Santa to bring them for Christamas. Finley said what I thought sounded like "a puple bancy fing" and I said "a what thing" and Gillian came running over and said "she said she wants a purple bouncy thing mom" and then ran off.

"I go stinky in my pull up"

So we were having an issue with Finley not wanting to poop in the potty. Instead she runs, gets a pull up and puts that on, poops in it and then comes to me and says "change me."

Yeah......so not cool. I'm sorry, if you're old enough to say "change me" then you're old enough to poop in a potty. Did I mention 2 1/2 year old poops are like adult poops and are gross. Nothing like little baby poops. Double not cool.

So today I tried everything "Don't poop on your princess, she'll be so sad", "Big girls don't poop in pull up's Finley, your a big girl now right", " Oh yucky, poopy in your pants".......  she still stood there like she was going to crap her pants any minute giving me the death stare of hers.

I was sitting there bribing her with everything under the sun, ice cream, M&M's, going swimming, a new toy.....and then it clicked; BATHINGSUITS!

I told her if she pooped on the potty I would take her right out to the store to buy a brand new bathing suit. .

What does she do? She sits on the freaking potty and poops on it right then and there. She was so excited. It was hysterical. She kept saying "That wasn't scary!"

So we got dressed and I took both of them out so she could pick her new "babysuit", she ended up getting a purple one (of course) with tinkerbell on it and a tutu, because no bathingsuit of Finn's is tutuless.

I asked her if she was going to poop again tomorrow on it and she said she would so only time will tell!

2 1/2 years old, where has the time gone?!

The girls are 2 1/2 now and I love this age. LOVE! They are both talk non stop, all day long. The things that come out of their mouths are hysterical and have me sitting around wondering "where did they ever hear that?"

Finley lives for the water. She wakes up and instantly wants to put on her "babysuit" and go swimming. If I tell her its too cold to swim she wears her suit around the house until it warms up enough to go out.

She also loves to change her clothes a million times a day, she is the "resident fashionista" and the things she puts on has me cracking up.

She's still "the boss" of the house. What Finley says usually goes. No one wants to challenge the spunk.

Lately she has a HUGE appetite and has been eating Gillian under the table. The last time I weighed her she was 25lbs and 35 inches tall. I have a feeling she has gained some since then though. Today she has 3 bowls of cereal, 2 bowls of oatmeal, leftover Chinese, and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She has been wolfing down her food. She's still WAY tiny for her age. In the 5th percentile for her weight and 20th for her height. She can still wear 12m skirts and shorts. They actually fit her perfect around the waist. I think that will change soon though the way she's going.

She loves to paint, color and play with playdoh. It will keep her busy for hours. I always said I felt like she would be artsy and I could be right. She has that eccentric/artsy vibe about her. We'll see.

Gillian seems to be challenging me a little bit more lately. I'm trying to decide if its her terrible twos or her just exerting her independence a little. She has her moments but for the most part she's still a sweetheart.

She's also talking like crazy and will sit there and have a full conversation with you about anything or everything on her mind. She just started playing "pretend" and will come up to you with a "present" and then you have to pretend to open it and tell her what it is. She thinks its hysterical.

She's about 28lbs now and 36 inches. I think it was 25th-50th for her weight and 50th for her height. She can barely fit into 2t clothes now, some are still baggy on her but they'll do.

Both girls love animals and I'm pretty sure would spend all day at the zoo or aquarium if you let them. We took them to Mystic a month ago and they are still talking about it.

Well those are the updates for now. The girls are keeping me busy, barely have time to get a cup of coffee in now a days but its amazing. I love being home with them, they make me insane most days but they are flipping adorable and I am so grateful to be able to be home with them right now!

See you later diapers!

Diapers are a thing of the past in this house and I can honestly say it wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it was going to be.

I tried the 3 day potty training with both girls and it was a nightmare. I wouldn't recommend that to anyone......ever. All it did was scare the heck out of both of them.

Thankfully I didn't scar them too bad because a month after I quit the idea of having potty trained kids Finley potty trained herself. She asked Gary to use the potty and hasn't had one accident. That was probably about 3 months ago. A few weeks ago Gillian started showing a little interest in wearing big girl undies so I put her in a pair, let her pee in them and she was so upset she peed on her princess undies that she has been on the potty since. Piece of cake.

Now the adorable thing is Finley the potty pro helping Gillian the potty newbie in the bathroom. If Gillian announces she has to go Finley says "I take you" and goes in with her. Then she helps her pull down her pants and undies and get up on the stool. Then she very patiently waits until she pees and cheers for her "YEAH GILLIAN WENT PEE PEE!!" After all the fanfare is over she gives her toilet paper and helps her pull up her pants.

Who needs me around when you have a Finley? Now if I could just teach her to make dinner we would be all set!

My little Red Sox fans!

Its pretty easy to tell from this picture that Gillian is my ham and loves to smile for the camera and Finley is the eccentric girly girl with her pink skirt on . We took off to walmart after this pic and she wore her zebra print boots with it too. She's too cute for words. There is no denying she has her own style!

2 or 12?

Finley and her attitude are going to be the death of me. I am in shock that any 2 year old can act like this. Its like she's a teenager for goodness sakes.

This weekend I heard it all. These are some of her favorite phrases over the past few days. They had us all cracking up.

"No,no,no,no,no" (with her little hand waving in front of my face for maximum drama)

"No,no,no,no,no. NO SING MOM" (don't forget dramatic hand"

"NO, Me not peanut, ME FINLEY"

"Me sick, me need jellybean"

"Me do" (she says this about everything, don't try to help her in any way shape or form unless you have her permission)

And the comment that sent me over the edge this weekend came out of Gillian's mouth

"No Mom, you're fat" (after asking her if I can ride in her wagon)

I informed her that no I wasn't fat and if for any reason they thought I was it was only because I carried their butts for 9 long months! And of course I had to remind them that before I had them I had a smoking hot body! Thank you freaking much. Now who's the teenager?! Brats.

Camping

First week of camping season started and we made it out alive! We did have a slight snag when Gillian started coughing so uncontrollably out of no where Saturday night she ended up throwing up all over Gary. Then she fell asleep and slept through the night. Thank goodness. Not sure what caused the coughing but I'm glad it passed quickly.

The girls were so excited to have their own room in the camper, they have always had their own room there but apparently this year it meant something to them. Their cousin visited for a little while and they had to show Ava their room. They played in it for ever. After Gillian threw up I decided to sleep in the bed with them and Finley was ticked when she woke up around 3 to find me laying beside her! And I mean TICKED!

She woke up, grabbed the blankets off me and started yelling "NO MOM MY BED-GET UP" over and over and over and over and freaking over again. It woke everyone up. She was whining and crying and not happy that I was sleeping with her.

I found it so strange since she begs me to sleep with her and Gillian at home? Guess while camping they are just too cool for their mom? Kinda made me a little sad, not gonna lie. I learned my lesson the next night and slept in my own bed. Away from their room.

So besides those 2 little things our nights were good and our days were better. They loved riding around on the golf cart, taking walks, waving at everyone they saw come by, hanging at the beach and eating smores! It was a fun weekend for everyone. I can't wait to go back this weekend.